Blackwater Islands I’ve got my contact high

Another step along the path of the unknown lands. Arashi had barely begun to understand what was between the pale one, Fury, and the puny dark one, The Listener. Though, suppose it wasn't meant for him to understand.

None else other than the two had been met, so it came as a surprise when a call rang through the air, beckoning him. 

Who the hell was that? He wondered, even more curious as to how the stranger knew his name. 

Only one way to find out.. He then reckoned, veering his route in the direction of this voice.

They who had called had not been far behind his trail. It took only a quarter mile's distance to find them; or so he assumed it was them.

A gargantuan being, like Fury, Arashi was. He moved forward with an imposing stare, lip curled ever so. The only to have ever beckoned the hogo-sha before had been the former Warcheif, and even then, she had earned the right. Who was this one to assume they had mimicked such authority?

A boy.Why is it that my name has befallen your tongue?The harsh inquiry was stripped from the tongue like sap from a tree. Teeth clicked once, demanding that he be answered promptly.